I won’t let you fancy my loss

Its a poem about my hope for life...How hope plays its role to shift the curse of life to a beautiful boon.

Hope being the impulse of my day,

I let my dreams, pursue for success

I may appear as if I am in struggle

Yet, I won’t let you fancy my loss

Sailing in the drowning dark ship 

I placed hope as the light of my jaunt

Though, weakness being the routine

I determined to stand grand and tall

At the verge of me losing my hope

I made up my mind to smile

Effacing my bid to shed tears

I nailed smile as the norm of my lips

 Choosing hope as the first thought 

I altered my fate from death to life

Whilst, death the instance of the day 

I shifted its curse with life, the boon

Having hope as the gift of the day,

I kept my dreams rear and result

Hope being the impulse of my day,

I let my dreams, pursue for success

Though I appear as if in struggle

I won’t let you fancy my loss

Author's Note

Thanks a lot for spending time on my words...

Reviews

[Miss Sharon]

What an awesome and poignant write Miracle! I love the way you came full circle to repeat the opening lines of the write. That is, to me, always an effective closure. ~Sharon

[It's Me, The Miracle]

Thank you so much Miss Sharon

[Jen Walters]

A very spiritual poem about hope. Ideas are crisp and clean, and the flow is just wonderful. Thanks for sharing such a well written piece and have a great day.

[It's Me, The Miracle]

Thank you So much Jen Walters for getting the crux out of my lines

[Jen Walters]

You're quite welcome, it was easy to do in this piece. Please feel free to browse some of my poetry if you like, at your leisure of course and have a great day.

[It's Me, The Miracle]

It's my pleasure. Thank you

[Sami Khalil]

A hope-filled and with good defiance in the face of loss and calamities. Stand tall and strong. Bravo...
An excellent poem. .....:)......

[It's Me, The Miracle]

Thank you so much for the encouragement

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome muchly......:)......